Waddup Bum

Slab niggas make the hoes go dumb Gettin' hella change so we call each other bum Verse 1 Fuck them other niggers yo I'm good I don't need 'em I'm on the grind see the sparks fly when you lead 'em Louis V’s, gold coins, DC’s, and your chick with me Get busy nigga, board slide or the 50-50 And we ain't get no tricks, just licks And we ain't gettin' no top score for this Probably me and two chicks That end up at ruth chris Niggas 'bout to jump on they steak like "who's this" Keep them hoes trickin' talk about I wanna be with you Check a young nigga swag, you could learn a thing or two I shine at night like the bathroom light When you with me we can hit any club you like But really I'm just a low key Nigga who smoke weed And be so clean Just like all of my homies Chorus: Waddup Bum (yes), waddup bum Waddup bum (yes), waddup bum You look cold bum Oh fo' sho', too fresh Now where the hoes bum There they go, there they go, there they go (Hold up) Slap niggas make the hoes go dumb Gettin' hella change so we call each other bum (X2) Verse 2 And crew can't make the hoes go dumb My hood trend set where you think you get it from? Let me pull down Scottwood? choppin' with the posse Had to grab a OZ and a pint of Rossi My hood could fly if you rockin' that shit that you would not see Damn it so obvious when niggas try to copy And my nigga pulled a bang right before the show Everybody know ???? got the polos on the low Let me hear my nigga luggage And see where the tree be Mary's got them free leaves Boppin' on repeat Grindin' my DC Up under that BBC Ain't no second guessin' when we step out ho You see we be Killin' and walkin' around This shit you never seen Even though I stay fly Yo I'm never on the scene Cuz really I'm just a low key Nigga who smoke weed And be so clean Just like all of my homies [Hook]